Over the River and Through the Woods (and the Mountains), To Grandmother’s House We Go
For most of our marriage, my husband and I have traveled to one or the
For most of our marriage, my husband and I have traveled to one or the
For most of the forty-seven Christmases my husband and I have been married, we have
I’ve written before about how much I love the beach. Usually, my visits to the
I’ve discovered that my son is more sentimental about the past than my daughter. That
Now that we are well into June, most schools across the nation are out, and
As the first anniversary of my father’s death approaches (he died on January 5, 2015),
This picture of me and my brother was one of my mother’s favorites. It was
The vast majority of miners during the California Gold Rush were men. The census of
I first became aware of gender differences when I was about six or seven. I
My siblings and I spent much of our holiday vacations playing games. No one in
My mother and her friends exchanged recipes when I was growing up. From Dorothy Walker
I did not plan to write this week about losing my parents—that’s a subject I’ve
I love going to the movies, but I don’t do it much these days. I
I’ve written many times about Pacific Grove and Carmel, California, and other venues on the
This blog was on hiatus for a little longer than I expected. Followers of my
My current work-in-progress begins in 1872, and I recently researched what was said about Thanksgiving
I had my second first piano lesson last week. My first first piano lesson was
Today is Christmas Eve, and experience tells me that not many people will read my
Writing descriptions is not something that comes naturally to me. I much prefer writing dialogue.
I’ve written several posts about childhood trips to visit my grandparents in Pacific Grove, California.
One of the pictures I found when I made the slide show of my mother’s